“Before Enlightenment, Chop Wood, Carry Water,
After Enlightenment, Chop Wood, Carry Water.”
The Big Guy and I are going to be visiting some of his family for the next week for Thanksgiving. Part of this involved getting the cargo/topper for the back of his truck out of the back yard. We have this Bougainvillea that grew in the corner of the front yard in front of the gate to the side-yard. We figured we’d cut a few branches and get it out…
FOUR HOURS OF YARD WORK LATER…
~sigh~ The plant had grown in on itself and there were brambles and tangles and thorns like some nearly impenetrable wall of purple flower bearing thorn filled doom. But, we did it! I am tired and sweaty and dirty and yet, paradoxically, I feel cleaner and (on some levels) more energized that I have in weeks.
There was something deeply powerful about taking that tangled thorny bush, whose beautiful and placid outer layer hid a mass of dead and dieing thorny branches, and taking it apart and hauling it away; and behind it was the gate. Not just a sense of accomplishment but a living metaphor for getting things done and dealling with obstacles and painful problems. Some useful triggers for my visualizations in the future! I also found a couple of potential wands, but I need to do some research on Bougainvilia to see if I can really use these wands for my regular work or if they will be a special ocasion item… or the ingredient for some new charm or spell.
I have a feeling that the sense of power and metaphor and magic I felt during this unexpected bit of hard labor both culminated something I needed, and will serve as a useful tool and experience in the relatively near future. I will have to do some work with the Tarot and some meditation this week…
Peace, and a Happy Thanksgiving!
PS- Please go to the upper right-hand corner of this page and click on the Links! link, I am trying to build my resource pages and am inviting any and all to post some suggestions for more links and more categories! (It’s very much a work in progress right now, sorry for the mess!)
So in writing for and working on my new GLBT civil rights blog, I have come to appreciate the power of taking an organized approach to my blogging. If you read this little strange journal/bully pulpit of mine you will be seeing some changes in the next few days. I am going to be trying to make this site more useful and more surfable.
My recent blogging has also helped me to find a few parts of myself that had been languishing. I think contemplating and writing about these things that matter so much to me is helping me to once more find my voice and access my creativity.
I am pledging, to myself and to the Gods, that I shall put more creative effort into my blogs and my life! I am also trying to be a little more outspoken on issues that matter. See the next post for details!
We’ve had a guest in from out of town for the last few days, so I haven’t been able to indulge my blogaholic and mouse-potato tendancies. I’ve been re-reading Elements of Ritual by Deborah Lipp.
It’s a great book and really well worth the read.
I am also in the process of my continueing job hunt and of working on my new GLBT civil rights blog. I am also wanting to re-read 7 Habits of Highly Effective People and to work some on my own personal writing projects… ambitous thing aren’t I?!?
I don’t feel overworked or intimidated. Determined, focused even, but not intimidated even though I am setting the bar high. I think on some level I have really begun to absorb some of the ideas inherent in my daily prayer … I have hesitated with the Witches Virtues posts because I was wrestling with the issue of Power and wasn’t really feeling all that powerful. The thing is though that at heart we are as powerful as we allow ourselves to be… but that’s another post…
I went about my day today in a bit of a daze. Strange hours of sleep and a lot of emotional ups and downs. I’ve written some of my thoughts about Prop 8 and its ilk already.
I didn’t do any sort of formal ritual today. I simply prayed and made some offerings.
I lit some incense for President Bush, President Elect Obama, and for John McCain and their guiding and guardian spirits. I lit some Incense for the Lord and Lady of Witchcraft. I poured some libations of water and wine to my beloved dead and to the Mighty Dead of the Craft and to our Fallen Soldiers. I poured Water for Hecate. I poured Wine for Dionysus. I drank some wine and though some thoughts and am trying to assess a question on the minds of a lot of people right now.
What can I do?
I’m still working on that one. I have a lot more praying and thinking to do.